Hold my hand and count to three
Then open your eyes and begin to see.
That you love me
Maybe it's a reality
Maybe it's a fallacy
Or maybe it's a damned illusion
That has no solution
Or maybe it's just me?
Four……
Can we hold hands and sing
Or are you still counting
Was it that hard to see?
Dare I say, past the veil of reality?
To be so over used and trite
But it ain't so bad when you know I'm right.
Five six seven
Let's go to heaven
But, I still can't see
Why you're not counting with me
Or why your pulse is fading
Are my words, that degrading?
Just because of one little lie
My little bird can't fly
Stuck in chains
Stuck with the unholy remains
Of my soul
Eight nine ten
Are we Dead?